The dew that melts away… The waves that crash and recede… The rainbow that fades… The night breeze that plays with my tendrils and silently sweeps away… They all murmur to me.
“Nothing is permanent.”
Nobody is mine forever. There is no ‘my’.
I must accept that I will have to let go at one time or another.
I may share tears, laughter, hope and despair. I may be loved, betrayed, admired or hated… But everything passes.
There is only me and the deep, deep silence around me.
There is only me and his grace that guides me.